The boss just purely couldn’t stand his father and wanted to find so moderate trouble for him.
The boss used to often curse his father as being sanctimonious, and this ti it was purely intentional. Unexpectedly, it blew up and brought the ominous Living Yama out.
Xu Mo left the office. The corridor was a bit dark, and he was actually quite timid. He regretted it in his heart; if he had known, he wouldn’t have rushed out. Now he didn’t have the face to return, so he could only take out a flashlight and move forward with gritted teeth.
Halfway, he suddenly heard footsteps. Before he could react, a sharp pain hit his neck, and everything went black as he passed out. His last thought before losing consciousness was that if he had known it would be like this, he would have gone back even if it was embarrassing.
"Is it ng Ping?" Ruan whispered.
His subordinate was putting a sack over soone while shining a flashlight on Xu Mo’s suit, then firmly nodded, "Yes, that’s right!"
Now, in the 80s, the streets were full of people wearing cotton or dacron clothes. Very few could afford suits and shirts, and Xu Mo’s figure did resemble ng Ping’s.
It was normal to mistake him on such a dark night.
"Hmph!" Ruan snorted coldly, wishing he could just shoot him then and there. But thinking that this was the Young Chairman’s brother, his mortal enemy, killing him like this would be too easy.
He wanted to take him back and torture him properly, do it alive, slice by slice. Didn’t they like hotpot? Then he’d shave the at into thin slices and send it over to ng Xingzhi for hotpot.
Ruan fantasized about his revenge scenes, his whole body trembling with excitent.
Among the hired soldiers, he was the most composed, and only the thought of killing soone close to the Young Chairman could excite him like this.
"Keep him alive, don’t kill him now, I want to torture him properly."
"But... the Captain forbade us from touching him, if we bring him back to the courtyard, the Captain will surely find out."
"Take him to our retreat point in the suburbs."
"That’s... that’s..." The subordinate was scared stiff upon hearing this, that was the place the Captain specifically warned to be used, ant for holding especially important people, and if the Captain found out...
"It’ll be fine," Ruan said confidently, "by the ti the Captain returns, I’ve already finished him."
"Alright!"
The two n carried Xu Mo and left, quickly disappearing down the stairs. But Ruan wasn’t willing to just leave like that; since he was here, he wanted to do sothing bigger. He heard that ng Ping was particularly wealthy, and if he didn’t clean out the place, how could he face himself?
The others knew his thoughts and followed him.
In the office, the little fat man was still chattering, trying to figure things out, which was lulling Du Xiaosong to sleep.
Suddenly, there was a subtle sound of footsteps in the corridor.
"Do you hear footsteps?"
"There’s nothing," the little fat man didn’t care at all.
"Listen carefully," Du Xiaosong said, paying closer attention.
"Might be Xu Mo back? I heard that coward is quite timid," the little fat man laughed heartily.
"It’s not just one person!" Just as Du Xiaosong finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he yelled desperately, "Get down."
The little fat man, having grown up in the main courtyard, knew the basics. Upon hearing "get down," he instantly dove for the ground, just as a bright blade flew past his spine.
Du Xiaosong reacted swiftly, rolling across the floor.
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